The Supreme God of Martial Arts

Bates was really taken aback, seeing the two grunt disciples had no power to fight back when Austin beat them.

His cultivation base was higher than the two grunt disciples and he was sure that he could also beat them. But it was two on one, and he knew well that he could never beat them as easily as Austin just did.

"Hey losers! Get out of here!" Bates shouted to the two grunt disciples.

After thinking for a moment, Bates thought they'd better leave this place ASAP. He was a cunning and crafty man—a keen strategist adept at sizing up the situation.

"Um, leaving so soon? I don't remember giving you permission," Austin said with a cold look.

"Idiot! You..." Bates retorted angrily.

But he was interrupted before he could finish his sentence.

"I'm not going to let you go, unless you crawl away," Austin said, staring at Bates with cold eyes. He was tired of the man's insults, all the contempt Bates had for him, and all the times he'd given him the cold shoulder over the years. It all came flooding back into his mind.

"Idiot! I'm not frightened of you," replied Bates.

Although he tried to be bold and straightforward when he said those words, he was unsettled by the cold look on Austin's face. An inexplicable sense of fear loomed in his heart.

"You'd get on the ground now and start crawling. Or do I need to make you? I'll be sure to enjoy that." Austin smiled mirthlessly.

Hands clasped behind his back, he walked towards Bates casually, as if he were just taking a walk in his garden.

Bates had always been arrogant and bossy, haranguing anyone of lesser rank. So Austin treating him this way was unbearable.

In a moment of anger, Bates wasn't afraid of Austin anymore. He yelled angrily, "Don't push your luck! I'll kill you!"

He then jumped up sharply, shaping both of his hands into tiger fists. As he jumped out, a whistling gale suddenly came out of thin air and rushed in Austin's direction.

As he stirred his spiritual power, Bates looked like a vigorous tiger and a pair of tiger fists with prominent bones and joints flew to Austin at breakneck speed.

But the spiritual power hurried to Austin first before the fists hit him.

"Tin! Be careful!" Evan shouted.

He recognized the Tiger Fists, Bates' signature move.

fist positions inherited from Bates's ancestors. With these moves, Bates once defeated a disciple who was at level four of the Energy

Austin threw out a Spiritual Sense Flying Needle at Bates and moved his foot at the

left side in a second. That was exactly the Fish Swimming Pace of the

his fists got to Austin. It seemed that there

so intense; he brought his hands to his head. He

his left. He dropped his hands and tried to evade.

sharp

were torn apart and the blood splashed his uniform. His bones were shattered, and his left hand hung limply, now useless.

Bates's left hand in a

in horror and asked in disbelief, "You

fight at first. He didn't know that Austin had his powers back. He wouldn't

to accept the fact that Austin was no longer the

fighting against the pain. "Let's not fight

he would never be able to bully Austin anymore. He was cunning though. He realized his next best option would be to get the hell out of here. He straightened up and held his arm to keep it from moving and causing more

leave? You remember what I told you? You're going to pay for trying to fight me! Who the

a few

is if you crawl on your belly, like the

word, Bates suddenly turned around and

burst into laughter and followed Bates as quickly

was still extremely fast. He'd gotten

could still make use of his spiritual sense at that range, and he immediately

foot and started the Fish

pain in his head. His eyes squeezed tight in agony and he was almost out of his mind. He screamed, hoping

bodily movement skills. Instead of running, he now

with him in a few seconds. Without saying a word, he

shriek. His face was pale like a dead man's, sweat beading on his

you going to

with an expressionless

asked and inserted his fingers into the broken part

and he almost fainted from the pain.

"Give up yet?"

voice seemed to

feeling an intense dread after

child, and he was used to being